Bury Seeds, Not People

Get a fertile land to bury your seed
Don’t just admire others, form your own team
See, recognize, act, just make sure you win

With well buried ideas, you’re sure to feed
Leave your comfort zone, wake up from that dream
Have no goals? Lord have ‘messi’; that’s a sin

Stop burying other people cause of your greed
Stay in your own lane and set your own theme
Clear your conscience, dump evil thoughts in bin

There’s no limit to fly, be a rare breed
Work, and like a silver tray, you shall gleam
Remember, not every man is your kin

Go bury seeds, not men, unless they’re dead
Nurture your ideas, that’s your daily bread.

Tomide Abdul